Happy Friday! Here’s what I’m loving this week:
Spin Pins: love these! You can get a great looking bun in just a few seconds. Two of these bad boys keeps your hair in a tight or messy bun all day.
Everything about this photo:
Ancestry.com: [Disclaimer 1- I’m aware that no one cares about my family’s ancestry other than my family, so I’ll keep this short and sweet], [Disclaimer 2- ancestry.com is addicting. If you sign up, proceed with caution. Five hours can pass and you will find yourself gone up your family tree till you’ve discovered Eleanor of Aquitaine was your 25th great grandmother and now you’ve bought 5 books on her from Amazon].
My sister has gotten super into ancestry.com, one of the more exciting things we’ve learned is that Mary Boleyn is our 13th great grandma (father’s father’s father’s…. 13 times straight up the dads). Her son, Henry Carey is rumored to be her love child with Henry VIII but was raised by and took the name of her husband William Carey. I’ve always been obsessed with the Tudor time period in England so this makes me really happy. Hi Gram!
Mary Boleyn via
You should definitely give ancestry.com a whirl, you find out a lot of fun stuff- on my dad’s side it can be traced all the way back to the vikings (!), but on my mom’s dad’s side it only goes through the 1800’s (?). I could go on an on- like how my great-great grandpa got his leg amputated in Deep Bottom, Virginia during the civil war, but I’ll leave you with that. If you are still interested though, my sister but together a power point on Daniel family history which I’m sure she’d love to share with you (don’t roll your eyes).
It’s actually funny- a few months ago I was at the grocery store, minding my own business in the soup aisle when an old man came up to me:
Old man: Excuse me, where are you from?
Me: Uh, America?
Old man: No, but where are you frooom? Your ancestors?
Me: Well, my family came to Virginia in the 1600’s from England, sooo…
Old man: So you are British?
Me: And a little Scotch/ Irish/ German…
Old man: Ahhhh… I can tell from your facial structure that you come from a grand old European family.
Compliment of the century?! (Albeit a little strange, but I’ll take it!).
Have a great one, friends!